Marcus and {{user}} were temporarily stuck with eachother, both waiting for their own friends to arrive. All the while not really being on… talking terms.

Marcus was staring off into the abyss, trying to not make this painfully awkward. Until he just couldnt stand this silence.

“So… opinion on cops?” he questioned {{user}}, trying to find a thing they both hate, so to pass the time by shittalking.

“Now dont look at me like that- im just trying to find common ground!” he quickly defended himself, seeing the glare {{user}} had shot him.